Dreamer {Harry Styles}

Chapter 7

I haven't communicated with Harry all night, I've been neglecting him all evening since Dan sent me that little note. I thought it'd be safer for him and he'd remain unharmed. I can only hope.

"Serenity, are you okay?" Anne asks as I fiddle around with my chopstick, poking at a piece of rice, in a daze.

"Erm, yes?" I say as more of a question, Harry looks like he didn't believe me, he still knows nothing about Dan. All he knows is that I cried when he rang me, I'm afraid of what will happen to Harry if I go out with him, or even speak to him.

"Oh, ignore Serenity. She has always been a bit of a dreamer. Never paying attention. . ." dad drifts off as mum nods her head like she's agreeing with him, I am a dreamer but they certainly do not need to tell them that, I am utterly ashamed to have such rude parents.

I look down at my food before saying quietly, "I'm actually not hungry, so if you'll excuse me," I excuse myself from the concerned stares and constant embarrassment.

Harry shoots up from his seat and follows me out to the back garden, I start to jog faster down the yard, but I'm stopped abruptly as Harry grabs my arm.

"Go away." I say sternly as I shiver from the cool night, Harry looks at me with confused eyes.

"Serenity! What is going on?" Harry demands, his tone of voice reminded me of when my brother was dying and he screamed those words at me.

"Harry. Please," I beg as my eyes start to glisten with tears, that are about to fall.

"No. Serenity, I have no idea what is wrong with you but I'm not putting up with these mood swings, did that kiss mean anything to you?" Harry screams with angry tears filling his own eyes as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Of course it did!" I argue with as much authority as my broken voice could manage.

"Don't lie to me!" Harry growls as he looks me straight in the eyes.

"I'm not! And these mood swings are not my fault Harry. You know nothing so you should just leave before you get hurt," I say quietly as my voice cracks. Harry's face lit up in the moonlight, his beautiful face had tears pouring down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"Serenity, I would if it were that easy. . . I like you. How do you feel about me?" Harry asks slowly as tears start to pour out of my own eyes.

I shake my head, I have to lie. It's the only way. "I feel nothing towards you at all," I lied as I watch a new set of tears fill Harry's green emeralds. Harry stares at me for another few seconds before slowly making his way back to the house.

When he's no longer in sight, I drop down on the wet grass and bring my knees up to my chest and shake as the vulnerability takes over my limp body and tears pour out of my eyes like mini waterfalls, I put my head in my hands and take a few deep breaths before looking up at the dark sky and wonderful bright stars, I've always wanted to just lie down and count them. Now just wasn't the time.

My phone starts to vibrate in the pocket of my green cardigan. I gently slide it out and unlock it. It's from Dan.

From, Dan: 

Good girl.

I let out an eerie squeal as I squeeze my eyes shut and throw my phone about a metre in front of me with full force. Why? Is all I could think right now.

I stand up, trying to balance myself on two legs as I felt like I were about to collapse. "Are you happy now!?" I scream at the top of my lungs as I look around me, knowing he's there somewhere. "You have ruined my life, does that make you feel good about yourself? What is your award, Dan? You don't get one! You don't get me, just in case you thought this means you get me. No. You certainly do not. The only reason I'm doing this is for Harry's safety. And now he has a fucking broken heart and I am falling in love with him and he hates my guts. You complete and utter wanker!" I shout, as it echoes off into the distance.

I hear nothing. I sniffled quietly and begin to jog back to the house as I wipe away all the remaining tears that dampened my rosy cheeks.

I walked into the kitchen to find a little note. It read.

'Harry and Serenity. 

We have gone out, be back before you're awake. Mum x2 and dad. xx' the kisses were done by Anne, I'm guessing. I love Harry's mum, she's amazing.

I scrunch the paper up into a ball and throw it to the corner of the room.

I trampled up the stairs as I trip over my feet and stumble over to Harry's door, I didn't hear crying or any noise. So, I creaked the door open to find his window wide open and the curtain blowing around and sheets of paper blowing, lying on the carpet. That was odd, I walked over to his bed as I breathed in his wonderful scent and saw a little piece of paper like the one Dan left downstairs before, oh no.

'Where did pretty boy go Sen?' It read with Dan's scribbling signature underneath.

I thought he'd leave him alone. . .

Sorry for the long wait, hope you enjoyed this chapter. That darn Dan.